Rushing forth

Finally, a moment to myself.

These past few weeks have been a drastic shift from my serene lifestyle in the Korean countryside. My last week in Korea was spent in my father's hometown of Suwon, watching dramas with my grandmother, visiting friends in Seoul, watching movies, hiking with my cousins, and saying my goodbyes to relatives.

As I approached my date of departure, I was reminded of how uncomfortable I am towards goodbyes and reunions. While some people like to stretch these events out, I like the subtle nature of a simple hello and see you later. It may seem as though I am cold or obtuse; however, I am merely trying to flee my feelings of discomfort. Selfish, yes. Malicious, never. Perhaps subconsciously I am afraid of great reunions or departures because of events in my life. Regardless, I am very fond of those around me, but it may not appear so at hello and goodbye.

Well, here I am back in Los Angeles.

First week: moved into my apartment in Westwood, helped my friend get engaged, witnessed another close friend get a girlfriend, discovered my favorite hiking trail burned down, and more.

Second week: start school, get accustomed to my schedule, buy books, daily reunion dinners, buy and set up a new car battery for my Honda, wait in line for a parking pass, and more to come.

Busy, yes. Drained, no. I do have to admit that I love my moments alone (I think I wrote about my introverted nature in a previous post). Rushing forth, I have had few to no moments to reflect on where I am at this point. The beginning of a new year marks the beginning of a new school year, a new home, new schedule, and a career. Thankfully, some things are never new.